P. G. Johnson Quotes

The final conquest of poverty is within our grasp.

I'm willin' for any solution - religious, political. I'm not going to keep offerin' to negotiate so much because they turn us down each time. It indicates a weakness on our part.

Scarcely any law of our Redeemer is more openly transgressed, or more industriously evaded, than that by which he commands his followers to forgive injuries. Samuel

A President must call on many persons--some to man the ramparts and to watch the far away, distant posts; others to lead us in science, medicine, education and social progress here at home.

No nation in the world has had greater fortune than mine in sharing a continent with the people and the nation of Canada.

The debris of civilization litters the landscapes and spoils the beaches. Conservation's concerns now is not only for man's enjoyment-but for man's survival.

Throughout my entire public career I have followed the personal philosophy that I am a free man, an American, a public servant, and a member of my party, in that order always and only.

The purposeful many need not and will not bow to the willful few.

I cannot say and no man could say that no more will be asked of us.

I guess when people ask what is the biggest transition to the NBA from college, it is definitely defense and the mental part.

If you hate to lose, you do whatever you need to do to make sure you're business is successful.

If you want someone to be your mentor, you better be ready to listen and be humbled.

On his telepathic understanding with James Worthy- It's almost like we have ESPN.

The first year was hard for me to deal with. The second year was a little bit easier, but still difficult. It took me five years to get it out of me. It was a difficult moment, a difficult time.

Magic is crazy. He is that crazy wild guy on the basketball court that is very intense and very serious. He is the guy who lives and eats and breathes basketball.

My father is my idol, so I always did everything like him. He used to work two jobs and still come home happy every night.

I wouldn't do the 'Magic Hour' again, but I would do TV again. The 'Magic Hour' is not me. Anything I would do, I would have to be me. That is how it would work.

It all started when I got injured early in my second season. This turned out to be as difficult emotionally as physically.

I've always studied business. Even when I was a ball player, I'd read business journals and the business sections of newspapers.

The worst moment from all of this was driving from that doctor's office, to tell my wife that I was HIV positive.

You either have to be great or you have to be bad to get a good pick.

People don't stop eating, and they don't stop drinking coffee.

This is the greatest and most fraught romance of modern society, the marriage between the IT staff and those who depend on them.

They seemed to be quiet types, the women and men in rubber-soled shoes. Their favorite word, after literacy, was privacy--for their patrons and themselves.

Un-forgiveness is like cancer; it eats you from the inside out.

I just hugged the man that murdered my son.

We have some concerns if student financial aid is not keeping pace, and college costs continue to outstrip inflation.

People aren't social. They're tribal. Race doesn't exist, but tribes are real.

For some reason, people always assign high cheekbones to some ethnicity, but apparently by their regards, everybody on earth has high cheekbones. So I don't know if that matters.

Everybody just gets on my nerves after like, 10 minutes, you know.

I'm really suspicious of anybody who comes in and says, this is your identity now, or this is your belief system, and now that you have this, everything's going to be great.

My weak suit is whatever each reader hates about each book.

My strong suit is that I've been willing to risk on the page to get somewhere interesting.

I've been writing forever, 20 years.

It was like the entire world was colluding to make me feel insane, and it was doing a really good job.

Did you hear?" he asked. "They found another body around nine this morning. It's the Ripper, definitely." "Good morning," I replied. "Morning. Listen to this. The second victim.

Did I just kill someone?" "You can't kill a dead person," Callum said. "Makes no sense.

It's always awkward when someone doesn't realize you're joking and devotes thought time to what you've said. Double that when the person is wearing tinfoil.

Being an author means, almost by definition, that you make up characters and then complicate their lives. That's it, really. You make up characters and give them problem after problem after problem.

Tired, but not the kind of tired that sleep fixes.

New start or not, there was a line to be drawn, and that line was singing musicals to yourself as serious psychological motivation.

The whole "weak in the knees" thing,which she always thought was just some idiotic expression back from the golden age of idiotic expressions,was real. -Suite Scarlett

You'd been petting a stuffed dog?' she said 'A dead one?' 'It was a really well stuffed dog' I clarified. 'I have seen some bad taxidermy. This was top-notch work. It would have fooled anyone.

She introduced herself to my parents with one of her mighty, bunny-crushing handshakes. (I'd never seen Claudia crush a bunny, to be fair, but that's the approximate level of pressure.)

Boo: "Go talk to her." Callum: "About what?" Boo: "Anything." Callum: "You want me to walk up to her and say, 'Are you a ghost?'" Boo: "I do that." Callum: "I love it when you get it wrong.

Were you playing with Stuart?" she asked. The question was loaded. I was a filthy, filthy woman, and even the five-year-old knew it.

We study there a lot because... what other choice does society give us, right? It's Starbucks or death, sometimes.

A pause while my mother made high-pitched sisterly devotions of gratitude.

And what else is she?" Jerome asked. Jazza didn't offer any reply so I chimed in with, "A bitchweasel?" "A bitchweasel!" Jazza's face lit up. "She's a bitchweasel! I love my new roommate.

They weren't pressed together as closely as normal, but his shoulder bumped hers, then remained there. It was very subtle, and possibly even accidental, but it was enough.